After awakening the memory of the world

Ji Qingyan recalled that clown mask, his impenetrable dark eyes were haunted by a little gloom, he looked at Xi Jiansong, and found that the other party was staring at him, he quickly avoided Xi Jiansong's gaze, and did not go look at each other.

When the flight stopped slowly, the headlights of the Jiangcha service station appeared in front of them. This gray city was quiet and empty. Ji Qingyan knew that most people lived in the construction site, and the air here The quality has not been up to standard all year round, and the general record has issued multiple warnings for this.

However, the improvement of the environment is still difficult. Ji Qingyan looked at Xi Jiansong who was focusing on the panel, put his hand on his smart ring, and took it back with some hesitation. He said, "You don't have to come here in person. .”

"Yes, I could not have used it, but there is nothing that can tell the truth better than what you see with your own eyes." Xi Jiansong raised the corners of his lips slightly: "We still need you to lead the way."

Ji Qingyan raised his eyebrows in disbelief and said: "I have only handled the construction quality of the distribution map. After so many years, no one can guarantee the change of direction."

"But I believe you can tell the difference," Xi Jiansong spread his hands, instead of getting too entangled in this topic, he threw the key-like thing in his hand to Ji Qingyan.

Ji Qingyan reached out to catch the silver light, and the cold touch soaked into the palm of his hand. He raised his head and looked at the other party in some confusion: "What is this%3F?"

"The key to control the lock" Xi Jiansong pushed the car door, and they walked forward hidden in the darkness.

There was a cold rusty smell in the air, Ji Qingyan stretched out his hand and rubbed the tip of his nose with some discomfort, restrained the star energy on his body, and walked behind Xi Jiansong to the construction site, the other party seemed more familiar than he thought The construction point of this mine.

Ji Qingyan didn't think it would be so easy to sneak in, they didn't even try to pretend to avoid the mechanical instrument's detection.He carefully recalled the previous video, Jiangcha's badge looked strange in the blood, compared with the abnormal tranquility of the construction at this moment.

Before Ji Qingyan could come up with a reason, Xi Jiansong covered his mouth and nose, and hid in the secret passage.The other party's warm breath enveloped Ji Qingyan's ear tips, and the burning sensation spread all the way to his neck. Ji Qingyan only felt uncomfortable all over, but he still lay dormant quietly.

After a while, Ji Qingyan heard Xi Jiansong speak in his ear, Ji Qingyan trembled involuntarily, bit his lips and held his breath to listen to what the other party said.

"Synthetic machines, after they finish off the people, they let these little things burrow into the victim's skin, so that they can control these people like a machine." Xi Jiansong said in a low voice, and his brown eyes were covered. Shrouded in darkness, even the voice became much lower.

"A group of bugs hiding behind the scenes," Xi Jiansong cursed secretly, wrapped his arms around Ji Qingyan's waist, and locked him in his arms, but Ji Qingyan was obviously not cooperating, he turned his head, subconsciously Speak with breath.

"...What are you doing%3F?" Ji Qingyan frowned, and subconsciously stopped after the star energy in his hand was condensed to half.

Although Xi Jiansong couldn't see the other person's face clearly in the dark, he knew that Ji Qingyan must have started to frown again, Xi Jiansong chuckled lightly and said, "Let's go straight up to the tallest building from here and see what is here?" It's not an empty city."

"Then you can also take the elevator," Ji Qingyan retorted in a low voice, still putting his hand on Xi Jiansong's shoulder.

The sound of the chain falling down was very loud. During the break, Xi Jiansong controlled the electric snake and grabbed the upward ladder.

Inside the construction site, darkness seemed to be shrouded all year round. Xi Jiansong wrapped Ji Qingyan in one hand, hiding in the darkness, and seemed to disappear just like that.

The sound of the chain rebounding sounded within a few seconds, and the sound waves quickly spread and disappeared into this silent place, as if no one had ever been here.

Ji Qingyan forcibly linked the Smart Huandu interface to a lounge on the upper floors. They landed safely without any thrills. The wind outside the window floated a slightly cold wind and slowly fell with rare sand and dust.

This lounge has not been used for a long time, Ji Qingyan stretched out his hand and touched the tabletop, the thick dust covered the original color of the tabletop layer by layer.

Ji Qingyan withdrew his fingertips and looked towards the place where the wind was blowing in. The window was facing the lift inside the construction site, but there was no trace of it being used for a long time.

Ji Qingyan and Xi Jiansong looked at each other, and they knew that neither side had let down their vigilance.

Ji Qingyan raised his eyes and looked around the lounge, the gray color almost concealed all visible junctions.

He didn't hear any sound, but soon the sound of water dripping came from a painting on the wall, Ji Qingyan frowned slightly, and walked to the half-hanging painting on the wall under Xi Jiansong's gaze beside.

The blurred strokes of the color block gently outline the boundary between light and darkness, but the dust has reduced all of this to a bit of gray tone. Ji Qingyan did not find the author's signature on the picture, and it may be hidden behind this glass window. In the dust outside, after he reached out to take off the photo frame, a square sink appeared in front of them.

The dripping water was a messy silvery white, Ji Qingyan watched as Xi Jiansong's fingertips condensed with electric light, leaving enough space for the other party to explore, Ji Qingyan's gaze was still focused on the painting that he took down. Inside the frame, he knelt down and lifted the frame up.

The dark light unique to Xingneng gathered in his palm. After Ji Qingyan solidified the pages of the book, he unscrewed the junction of the photo frame. There was only a thin piece of separated plexiglass. Ji Qingyan took down the painting .

The touch of the palm is uneven, Ji Qingyan looked indifferent, and touched a raised thing from the back of the painting, he calmly removed it, his slightly downcast eyes seemed to have noticed nothing, but just as Ji Qingyan thought, The moment it was about to be put away, Xi Jiansong moved.

His movements were faster than Ji Qingyan thought. Under Ji Qingyan's slightly cold gaze, Xi Jiansong easily clamped the piece of jammed paper with two fingers.

Ji Qingyan retracted his fingertips slightly, pasted the hastily drawn chip on his palm, and looked back calmly. The handwriting on the card was exactly the same as that on the previous letter. Gift.

"What is this%3F?" Xi Jiansong's tea-gold eyes were filled with coldness, as if he was waiting for Ji Qingyan's answer.

But Ji Qingyan only frowned slightly, as if he was not afraid of the cold gaze of the other party, he handed the painting in his hand to Xi Jiansong, and said helplessly, "Take it back."